Chapter 37

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Aliyah's POV


I grab two pillows off the bed and the comforter and hand it to August.


"Keep that, I'll get a blanket from the closet."  He says taking the pillows before exiting the room.


"Okay." I nodded


I am still dealing with August's emotional breakdown. I never thought I would ever, ever witness him in such a vulnerable state. 


My mind is telling me that this is an act for me to forgive him, but somehow I know it wasn't.


I thought I had everything figured out, but after seeing him in that state, my thoughts are clouded. I know I have the upper hand on what happens between us, but I don't want it. I just don't trust myself enough to be the one that has control over what happens.


August returns with a thick blanket in his hand and then sits on the floor. The floor is not carpeted so I feel guilty knowing I'm the reason he's sleeping there, but after everything that he's done, that's not too bad.


I had forgotten I was still in my towel. With all the controversy that happened early I forgot to put my clothes on. I slowly got up from the bed then grabbing the clothes I took out early walking into the closet closing the door behind me. Once I'm dressed in shorts and tank top, I regret not getting a pair of sweats and a bra as I felt August's eyes roam my body.  He has seen me in less clothing than this and no clothing all together, but it's been awhile and him watching my every move make me a little uncomfortable. 


I feel his eyes on me until I finally reach the bed, curling myself up under the very soft and thick comforter.


The room grew silent, as a thought back to a book a read while I was still heartbroken. I don't really want to get into that right now so anyways, the traumatic life of Jennifer and Charles. In a way they were similar to August and I. Charles a rich ignorant man who broke Jennifer's heart over and over. Jennifer being too innocent and over the moon in love with Charles tried to fight the love she had for Charles until one day she gave up her armor and admitted that she couldn't live without him, but only to find him with another woman. 


After finishing the story the thought hadn't occurred to me until now, will I ever admit that I can't live without August?


I could live without him, right?


The thought of being anything like Jennifer frightens me. This mess that August and I are is only temporary... right? We can't  possibly keep bringing misery to ourselves because we're so hard headed and believe the idea that we're in love with each other will fix everything..?? I am starting to think the quote "Love conquers all"  is a false statement.  I am bothered by my uncertainty about all of this because I thought I had a clear picture in my head of what I wanted.


"Liyah" August calls, distracting me from my thoughts


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